As You Can See I'm Not All Here

Something is Terribly Wrong.
But I have no idea what.
Wanting to Destroy.
And to Create.
Monsters running rampant.
Ghouls pulling at my hair.
I dreamt of Ice-Pick Lobotomies.
And devouring Brains.
Something is Terribly Wrong.
Please send Help.
Wait, don't.
You do not want to see what has Happened.
A Horrible Mess.
Experiments Contaminated.
Things Reanimated.
Everything is Wrong.
I cannot help it.
Stop it Please.
But if You try, You have been Warned.
It may Bite back.
It likes Heads.
Because you know:
"A Mind is A Terrible Thing To Taste."
Or was it Waste?
But if You do stop It.
You get a Reward.


How do you like it? :D
I wrote it while I was a little...mad.